New York City
 NYC
You were a lineman for the county at Palace Pub in August, where I learned to work the saxophone. We matched on Hinge years ago and I made a stupid joke about panic attacks that didn’t land. Now I see you everywhere: lugging a bass down 6th, getting a coffee at Topos, searching in the sun for another overload at Palace. So call me Deacon Blues. Or just call me.
Posted: Saturday. December 14, 2024.
 
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